100 words.
ok i've been given september. let's just have a go at this first. (am i breaking any rules here?) maybe i can use some words from my script.no, i shall write about you.
Glances. Mere glances could make the pain come back again. We've never met, and we probably never could, right? Thinking about you is far too painful, but i like it. I believe that you like me too, but at the same time I see myself in delusion. It's almost like I like to be confused and pained by the fantasies that I have for you; those that haunt me and make me look crazy every time my imagination runs wild. I need you near me. I need to know. Tell me, my impossible love, how did I become this way?
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love you.
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